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"Oh, I'm holding my breath,
Won't lose you again,
Something's made your eyes go cold,"
Taylor Swift
"Being a demigod is dangerous, but being a demiwitch is the most lethal of all."
Lilith Black thought being a demigod was...
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Pierced through the heart but never killed | Antihero, Taylor Swift
Lilith and Maddie made their way to the Great Hall when Mcgonagall called Maddie to her office together with Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.
"Go on, we can't sit together anyway," Maddie said, making her way to Professor Mcgonagall.
Lilith made her way to the Great Hall when she was stopped by Nash, Maddie's older brother.
"Is she okay?" He asked Lilith, worry in his voice.
"A little shaken. A dementor came to our compartment, the new DADA teacher gave her a chocolate bar that made her feel a bit better," Lilith answered.
Nash nodded. "Okay. Thank you for taking care of her," he gave her a smile.
"Always. She's my best friend," Lilith smiled back.
Making her way to the Slytherin table, she sat down next to Lorenzo Berkshire, one of the nicer Slytherins in her year.
"How was your summer, Lilith?" Enzo asked.
"It was fine, yours?"
"Fine," with one last smile, he turned back to his friends' conversation.
Lilith didn't really have a lot of friends in her own house. They always avoided her because of her last name, and if she was being honest, she avoided them too.
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In Mcgonagall's office, Maddie was seated next to Hermione Granger, a fellow Gryffindor.
"Professor Lupin sent an owl ahead to say you were taken ill on the train, Potter," Mcgonagall said, sitting behind her desk.
Before Harry could even utter a word, Madam Promfrey came bustling in the office.
"I'm fine," Harry said. "I don't need anything -"
"Oh, it's you, is it?" Madam Promfrey said, ignoring Harry's protests and bending down to stare closely at him. "I suppose you've been doing something dangerous again?"
"It was a dementor, Poppy," Professor Mcgonagall said.
"Setting dementors around a school," Promfrey muttered, pushing back Harry's hair and feeling his forehead. Maddie tensed at the mention of the creature, visions of last summer came flooding back to her head. She tried pushing them away, but she saw that her hands were shaking in her lap. Putting her hands between her knees, she stared in front of her.
